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strongest – I have so many: muscular calves, freckled legs, tanned tummies, depressions in hips, playing with girls asses, having my ass played with, the aroma of pussy, and so many others. But I think muscular or even just large calves are high on my list. Even if a woman is otherwise homely, if she has big calves, I want to have sex with her.
Her asshole was a very dark color, almost grayish black, but was very obviously clean and odorless, although there was still that mysterious, slight hint of a metallic taste. I spent a lot of time lapping around it, and then licking it very lightly. Then I would lap at it, press with the flat of my tongue and break the suction created, and I did this over and over, getting her more and more used to the idea. She began to respond at this point by moaning and hugging her knees to her chest. Only then did I begin giving her light, shallow penetrations with the tip of my tongue. I knew my tongue was unusually long and pretty thick at the base, so I was always careful to proceed by degrees.
I kept this up until she moaned; "More please!" Then I began delving gradually deeper and deeper. I was only able to thrust so deep however, because she hadnt quite gotten the idea of loosening her own sphincter rhythmically. I decided she was hot enough at this point to proceed with an orgasm, so I moved back up to massage her little hood while using my fingers, to penetrate her vagina. I fucked and sucked her until she was whooping with glee and hugging my head to her hips with her sexy calves.
I crawled back up Denises body and we kissed and chatted awhile. Then we started kissing more seriously and used our fingers on each other while kissing and brought each other to climax. It is one thing to just say that, but it was very poetic in the happening. Our bodies were pressed warmly together, legs cocked, exchanging kisses from languid to passionate while massaging each others clits with our fingers. We were in no hurry and this took quite a while to complete to orgasm, but it was beautiful, romantic and deeply satisfying. So we took a shower together, and then did it all over again. We were still going at it when Laura came in that evening, and the rest of the night was spent in a loving threesome – which is something of a challenge with two single beds. But we resolved that by pushing the beds together.
As it turned out, Denise and Martin hit it off pretty famously, so I didnt see much of her after that. I always wondered if she kept a girlfriend, or just put that part of her past behind her. I suspect a lot of girls do that after college.
Of course, I still wondered if I was ever going to get where I
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wanted to go with Candice. I sure still wanted to put my face between those long, powerful Viking legs!
A week later, Candice asked me to stay after class then invited me to go with her to an Ingmar Bergman movie. I gagged at the title, but cheerfully said, sure. We had a good time, and it was the first of many such good times; movies, plays, art shows, and once even a cocktail party. Of course, I willfully restrained all my sexual impulses and made no advances. She didnt make any either. We still kissed, usually just a peck for hello, and a brief real kiss for good-bye. We hadnt discussed rules but they were there.
Tongues could touch on a goodbye kiss, but only a quick lick or two. I had the feeling that this was a concession on her part to sooth my sexual pride, not because she wanted to french with me. But we became very close friends, and our get-togethers didnt decrease in number, even when she started dating this handsome dentist. I didnt like him, but didnt say so, putting my own feelings down to natural jealousy, although there was just something snaky about him. But I turned out to be right about the schmuck - Alfred was his name.
Wed been friends for about four months when Candices divorce came through, and it was that week that she started sleeping with Alfred. I only got to see her once that week. The following week, she found out that he was married and promptly dumped him. I could have killed the jerk. Now Candice was all disgusted and hurt again, and I hurt for her. About two weeks after that, she had me over for dinner, and I decided that the time was ripe for me to make my move. She was down on men again, and I figured that shed probably give in, because she trusted me, if for no other reason. I was right, too, but it wasnt at all easy.
She had said to dress comfortable, so I did. I arrived with two bottles of wine, a carefully selected DVD and wearing a sweatshirt, cut-offs, and tennis shoes - no underwear or socks. I did wear light makeup, a gold bracelet on my left ankle that contrasted nicely with my tan, a lingering touch of perfume and a pink, cherry-flavored lip-gloss. Her idea of comfortable turned out to be a beige pullover blouse, a yellow cotton skirt and bare feet.
At least she was barefoot; that was a good sign, although it would have been a better one if shed been wearing nail polish. I could tell she was wearing panties, because I could see their outline through the soft material of her pastel skirt, but for once, she wasnt wearing a bra. Her big nipples seemed to push impatiently at the beige blouse. I set down my stuff on her kitchen table while she locked and chained the front door of her house
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